A/N: Hey guys! This is a rewrite of my original story. This will include all sorts of movies and books, and while at first some may be more centralized than others, as the story continues a lot of other worlds will be added. I hope you guys enjoy the ride! :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the overall plot and my own OCs.


Prologue

The Void

It was not simply a void, endless and absent of life. It was life: all of it, its very core. A universe unlike any other, undetectable by most, seen only by few. Hardly any physical lifeforms existed within this dimension. Those who did learned, and understood, the meaning of all.

Two of these beings were surveying a specific universe now through a glowing blue square. They could survey them all through their own individual squares, of which there was an endless multitude. These squares seemed to drift endlessly, as did the void's inhabitants, though they could control themselves rather better; once adjusted to the climate of this vast darkness, they could direct themselves in the path they chose to take, and by will of mind propel themselves forward. It was almost like swimming, only without waving arms and legs about.

The two beings of focus here were shrouded by mystery. No one knew who they were, or from whence they came. They hardly spoke to anyone but the other, and were constantly arguing. Occasionally they battled. One was more hot-headed than the other, but each bore a remarkable temper, and neither was one to cross, especially when in a foul mood.

Both glowed their own colors: one red, the other blue. They each had wings, too, the red's being more crooked while the blue's more elegant. If it hasn't yet been guessed, the red being was the hot-tempered one. The being of blue was wiser and more patient; however, he was at the moment rather cross with the turn of events taking place in the blue square before them, and with his fellow.

"Should we not stop them?" he asked, the question more rhetorical than to be taking literally. The red being still answered, his expression monotone.

"This is what fate has decreed. We cannot change these course of events."

The blue being scoffed. "We may as of yet have found no exit from this void, but we are still powerful enough to alter circumstances beyond it. We can—"

"No." The red glared at him. "This is how things must be. You can feel it."

The blue withheld a sigh. Of course Red (as he nicknamed the other, for his glowing hue) had to be right. The events of today would forever alter the course of history. Brutal in nature, and much against his morals, yes. But necessary. Absolutely necessary.

He watched the course of events with a look of distaste. "Those brutes will need to be dealt with," he muttered.

"Indeed." Red chuckled. Blue glanced at him sideways.

"What's with that laugh?" he questioned, immediately suspicious.

"Oh, nothing. Just anticipation for their imminent punishment."

"That is, if she does not punish them first."

At that, Red chuckled outright, his laughter echoing across the void.

"Oh my, Blue," he finally gasped. "You cannot be serious. Her fight them?"

Blue frowned. "Is that not the purpose of letting this be? For her manner to be changed? For her to gain the confidence required to fulfill our tasks?"

"Yes," Blue consented, "but not that much. No, she could never become so cold-hearted."

"Those beasts deserve it," Blue stated coldly.

"See? Cold-hearted." Red bared his fangs in a wicked grin.

Blue shook his head, unable to understand his companion sometimes.

Silence reigned the void once more as the two resumed watching through the glowing blue square. When everything that had been predicted to happen had occurred, when the unfolding sequence of events at last ended, they turned away from the square simultaneously, as one.

"Let us greet the girl," Red said.

"It is time," Blue said with a nod, for once agreeing with his compatriot.

As the girl floated aimlessly through space, she did not initially comprehend where she was. All her mind seemed to be capable of was replaying the same horrific events that had just occurred through the last few days, over and over.

Over and over.

It was some time before a pair of beings greeted her, whose forms she could not discern, for her vision was blurry from all she had endured. At length, a sensation rippled through her: something cool slipped around her, caressing her body. The air, she realized. Or, rather, lack of it. She did not pause to wonder how she could breathe without air as sustenance; much of her did not care at the moment.

With a shudder at the sudden cold, she drew her naked body into the fetal position and embraced herself. She began floating upside down—if upside down even existed as a position here. Everything seemed to stretch on endlessly. She could perceive, dimly, glowing blue squares all around. No, not all of them were blue, she realized. Some of them were tinged with green.

She turned her attention back to the beings, and realized they were speaking to her. Their mouths were moving, but for some reason she could not hear the words they formed. She could not hear anything but a high-pitched whine, like a ceaseless bell.

They appeared to move slowly towards her, as though moving through thick water. At last she heard some deep vibration. A voice! She strained to hear, mentally pushed her ears to listen, and eventually she could discern separate syllables and words. The beings seemed to understand her distress, and were repeating themselves until she could at last make out what they were saying.

"Are you all right? How do you feel?"

"Awful," she tried to say, and she was amazed that the word could get out at all; her voice was a cracked whisper.

"Do not speak," instructed one of the beings, the one hued of blue. "You will strain yourself."

I don't understand, she thought instead, staring at them. Who are you? Where am I? What is going on?

"I can see the confusion clear in your eyes," the blue being said, taking another step forward. "All will be clear soon enough."

All will be clear? She struggled to right herself, as the two of them seemed to have no problem of doing in spite of the lack of gravity in this space, but failed as she continued to drift. Neither being held her to qualms about it.

The blue being approached her (and he instilled her with more confidence than his fellow, as he seemed less angry and more approachable) and touched her head gently. Instantly her mind cleared, as did all her other sensations. She blinked once and stared up at him. His eyes were a glowing yellow, and she could not read the expression in them, but she thought she could have detected a flash of sympathy, just for an instant.

Also at his touch, clothes began to form around her body: a T-shirt, a jacket (pre-zipped), jeans, sneakers, and gloves. She had forgotten her nudity and didn't feel shameful of it until now, when she blushed. The beings, however, seemed not to care if she was wearing clothes or not. Then again, they wore nothing, either, but they lacked certain genital parts; she wondered what species they were, and where they came from.

"We cannot keep you here," the blue one told her gently. "But we shall explain everything shortly. For now, try to act unsuspiciously, and do not behave extravagantly at whatever you behold."

"Although you may like what you see, depending on the circumstances," added the red being. She could not tell if he was being serious or not, but a certain degree of mirth was held in his eyes, which were a glowing orange.

She began to feel herself slipping away from this realm. Before she could entirely, she found the strength, just barely, to ask:

"Who…are you?"

The beings gave no reply.

And the girl was again lost to space and time.

"Will she be capable?" asked Blue after the girl had vanished through a portal nearby one of the many glowing squares.

"Will she be capable?" Red repeated. "Do not tell me you sympathize."

"Do you hold no feelings whatsoever?" Blue met the others mirth-filled glance with a glare.

Red's grin spread wider. "The girl will serve as a tool, nothing more. The honing of her has just begun. After some time we will readjust our grip, and she shall prove to function correctly and efficiently. As any tool should. You cannot sympathize with a tool."

"She is alive, though," Blue said softly.

"And?" Red asked, expression daring the other to continue. Blue did without hesitation.

"She is with a conscience, and thought. She will likely rebel."

"Well then," Red smirked, "we'll just have to teach her not to."

"And reduce her brains to jelly? You do not wish for that. Otherwise your chance, as well as mine, will be forever lost."

"I am well adept in the methods of torture and interrogation, as are you." He extended a hand to Blue, the other arm crossed over his chest. "It will be simple to educate her without damaging her terribly."

Blue wished he did not consent with Red's reasoning, but it was fact. If the girl proved troublesome, they would have to teach her who her superiors were, and without preamble.

"Very well," he said. "I will assist you, however, to ensure you do not get yourself carried away." The message in his tone was clear. Blue did not have to glare for Red to understand.

Red nodded. "I am glad we can come to an agreement, old friend."

Blue ignored the dripping sarcasm in the other's voice and turned to the square nearest, in which he could view the girl without her knowledge. She was already in trouble. He withheld a sigh.

This process, he mused, was going to be a difficult one indeed.